Hospitable Tonsils

I wanna watch your gargle churn
Because that's what I wanna do
To commemorate the yearn
Which my balls possess for you.
 
So often when you are not here
I long for your intense embrace
Where your attendant Sonneteer
Stuffs his cock into your lovely face.  
 
And then, of course, my balls explode,
Onto your tongue extraordinaire,
Their thick and pearly jism load
Conveyed into your oral care,
Prepared for another blasting of...
A viscous dose of marital love!